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You are not alone.

For today’s blog, I am going to ramble on a bit. Oh not to torment you or to be obtuse. but I want the blog/post to unfold like my thoughts. To coin a recently used phrase, like a twisted ball of twine. Ok, here is a map to today’s blog… just so you can follow along.

 
hold on, it will be like a roller coaster read on, there’s more!

Taking that first step, away from the darkness.

Mental

Oh, I am watching you all cringe. Why do we do so with one word?

You feel accusations, it is a derogatory comment. Or when used for someone else, you quietly nod and keep distance… when you feel it your self, it is again something else, something scary.

Mental Health, does that sound better?

But wait read on, there’s more!

The wandering ripple

Sitting in the boat.. watching all

when a ripple of water, bigger than most happens by.

Where have you been, what have you seen, I ponder thoughtfully,

Across the lake and back again, endlessly traveling.

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Up and down, over here and over there…

sometimes even a trip above to fall again,

little rain drops that bounce and collect.

Forming up in a curvy line to became a ripple once more.

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Time has no meaning, floating and wandering,

bouncing off boats so large and so small.

Fiberglass and wood and even bark hulls were touched,

with your travels over time , you have seen it all.

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At times so big and strong, with a hat of white so frothy and bold,

Then the times, where the gentle lap is the sound you make.

In the setting of day when all is calm,

when you softly kiss a hull or shore.

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Dancing around the splash of a paddle,

split by a skier or boat that is dancing.

Forming again as you pass by these,

the unrelenting search for your wandering soul.

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What do you seek in this endless travel,

bouncing and backtracking over and over.

The unrelenting search spreading so long and far,

The stories you could tell, the things you have seen.

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 The endless wisdom that you could share with us,

the secrets you hold so faithful and true.

If you had a wish what could it be?

only one you could have, so with thought I ponder.

 

What could it be, in the endless search,

what would it want, for the only wish.

I know, I am sure, sitting up straight with a smile,

to sparkle forever in a lake that is clean.

 

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the wandering ripple

 

 

 

Feminist.. a goal.. or a label

Feminist

Wikipedia defines it as a collection of movements aimed at defining, establishing, and defending equal political, economic, and social rights for women. In addition, feminism seeks to establish equal opportunities for women in education and employment. A feminist is “an advocate or supporter of the rights and equality of women”

oh, well then I guess I am a Feminist. Who doesn’t want equal rights?

oh oh, does this mean I have to start hating men, running them down, belittling them?

Is that the way it works? Active campaigning to seek equality, stamping out injustice. hmmm. wait, do I want equality. *nods* I think so. Oh wait.. rethinking equality..  it goes both ways.. to be equal.. woo hoo, so now men will give birth. Well that is great news. I remember reading that Carol Burnett said: Giving birth is like taking your lower lip and forcing it over your head.

*nods*, I am liking this equality thing more now. 

But why is it necessary, why is there a difference in treatment, wages, and more. 

Because it is a guys world? well that explains the mess, but how did it start? Mothers raised their sons wrong? you know.. I think that is it. Here son I will do it for you, let me get this, your sister can do that.

Oversimplification? 

How complicated do you want me to make it? It had to start somewhere. Woman are not as strong as men.. well I am not sure about that. I can easily find ten men and ten woman and prove otherwise. On the whole, perhaps. 

Men gathered the food.. sure, but then they dumped it at our feet and wandered off.. to watch caveman races, we cleaned and cooked it. So who was the provider?

oh oh, I can see the label in your hand… she is a feminist, watch out.

If you follow the definition of the word, I think all women are, do I actively campaign for it? No.

why?

Oh I am challenged often, you can’t possibly do that, the hidden “it is a mans job” hovering unspoken in the air. So yet again proof is required. But only once, is it annoying that this is necessary to do? 

You know, I really hadn’t thought much about that. Perhaps it is.

Instructing In Martial arts and being… hmmmm… height challenged (by all the giant standards) and young for my accomplishments, I am use to just proving things, not really thinking that it is because I am female. 

But now I wonder more, is it insulting?

Or is it a compliment that I am being challenged, and able to prove myself. Do I make the guys prove themselves, oh yes, but I have to. How can I instruct without leaning what they know.  Is it the same, hmmmm, in a way it is.

So the term Feminist, was it a label created by men or women?

If it was a mans label for one that just defends their rights, then it is insulting I think, a brush off, oh you are just a feminist.

If by a woman, then it is a goal, a goal for equality. A worthy goal, but I am really looking in my head, at the guys with their bottom lip stretched over their heads, and thinking that world overpopulation could be cured with equality….

So is the movement unrealistic?

Is total equality what we want?

When you see the word feminist, does it conjure images of “butch” or man haters?

well, then I am not a feminist, I should hate men, but don’t. I have reason to. oh great, so then “butch”

lol, No, more girly girl actually.  But I know what I want and will get it. Equality, of course, I expect it. Superiority then?

No again. I like equality. Give and take. You get the food and I will cook it, but when I get it.. guess what?

So how did it get started? During the wars when women came out of the kitchen and filled the factories? 

And liked the freedom? Probably. 

so when are they going back? uhm… really???